Novel & Cerita Cute Bodyguard

Jules bellowed, wiping the last remnants of the liquid from his eyelids. ‎One of the recovered bodyguards pivoted sharply, his hand shooting out to lock onto Maureen's shoulder. Before his fingers could even brush her dress, a towering figure materialized out of the flashing neon lights. A pale, powerful hand cut through the air, seizing the bodyguard's wrist and executing a brutal, bone-snapping twist. ‎The security guard, easily standing at a commanding 180 cm and weighing near two hundred pounds, was slammed hard against the floorboards in a fraction of a second.

The new bodyguard was a woman. Jason didn't know whether to be insulted or amused. "You've got to be kidding me." He looked from his grandmother's smiley face to the tomboy standing at attention like a soldier reporting for duty. "Her?" "Her name is Jenna Smith," Helena said. "And she comes highly recommended." "She could as well be one of my fitness coaches." "Fitness coaches don't have her training." Jason moved in a circle around Jenna slowly. She didn't flinch or move, she just stood still.

The girls nodded, their faces awed at such greek- gods giving face. “He's so capable,” Ada swooned, pouting her lips. “How would you know that?” I asked, getting irritated. “I know capable men when I see them, it's a gift,” she replied, wetting her lips at him. “If I had someone like that watching me all day, I'd be satisfied,” Rosie cooed like he was too perfect a man. They had no right to swoon over him, when he was my bodyguard without my permission. I didn't say that though, I would've sounded cheesy so instead, I gulped down a glass and poured another.

What kind of guys does Tessa like? Dumb dudes? “New student?” she turns to look at me and then sighs, returning her gaze to her boyfriend. “He’s my new bodyguard from the security company. Knox Pierce.” "New security?" The surprise in his voice is evident, and almost borders on panic. "Along with all the others?"

she said as she headed to her bedroom. Prisca woke up from the pounding on her door. "Prisca honey wake up you're going to be late for work"Jane said then walked away. Prisca sleepily reached for her phone to check the time. "Shoot it's 8am" she said as she jumped out of bed and hastily headed to the bathroom to freshen up. She came out of the bathroom and headed towards the wardrobe. She picked out a simple yellow dress with a black heels. She had not time for make up and her hair so she put her hair in a messy bun, picked her phone and rushed downstairs. She saw her parents talking to a man In a suit when she neared the living room. "Finally you're here"her dad said gesturing to h

"The holdup is six-foot-two and standing like a statue outside my bedroom door is my problem. I can't breathe without him monitoring my every move. He's not a bodyguard, Em. He’s a prison warden." ​Emily let out a low, melodic laugh that didn't reach her eyes. She walked over, brushing a strand of chestnut hair behind her ear. "Oh, you mean the 'New Guy.' Xavier, right? I saw him downstairs. Honestly? If I had a bodyguard that looked like he was sculpted by a Greek God, I wouldn't be complaining. He’s... delicious ‘in a dangerous badboy way" ​"He’s not sculpted, Emily. He’s... cold. Like a Robot, with no emotions whatsoever" Katerina snapped.

Caleb raised both hands in defense, unfazed, a smirk creeping onto his lips as he peeked around me to stare at her again. “Is *this* your bodyguard?” he asked, eyebrows raised, as if he’d just discovered a hidden treasure. I hated the way he was looking at her. Like she was attractive. Like she was… desirable. I didn’t know why it bothered me. It *shouldn’t.* She was just a bodyguard. My employee. Someone beneath my attention. Someone who irritated me half the time. And yet… But Caleb didn’t stop. “Damn,” he muttered under his breath, “she’s beautiful.”

“What’s up with you, man? You’ve been staring into space like someone stole your Lamborghini.” I leaned back, trying to play it cool. “My dad hired me a new bodyguard. It’s a girl.” Trent barked out a laugh so loud half the class turned around. “A girl? Bro, you? Mr. I bench press my problems? Is she hot at least?” “She’s not just hot,” I muttered. “She took out five armed guys in under ten seconds. Solo. Like it was nothing. The problem is… I think I’m falling for her.”

I immediately moved my hand away, my chest heaving with the exertion and the thrill of being in here, alone with him, away from all the titles and ranks that divided us. "I knew you would stop," he whispered, his voice low. It was the voice he used whenever he was alone with me, and hell, it confused me and gave me hope at the same time. He took a step forward. "Preparing for the ball?" I swallowed hard. "I am a bodyguard. The Alpha’s bodyguard. I am not to be concerned with finding romance." His eyes met mine. "I saw your eyes earlier. It twitched a little once my mate was mentioned. Would it be too much work to protect two people?"

“You know why I usually prefer females, at least, I won’t fall in love or sleep with them since I’m gay. But after facing near death, I’m willing to take a risk with working with males now so tell them to give me a male bodyguard this time around “. “You never fail to amuse me, Malik “. Wyatt smiled amused. “So. If I were to request for a bodyguard, describe what you want , the qualities you are looking for “. “I don’t know”. He shrugged in return. “I think big sized guys like Miles’s guards but my personal bodyguard in question must be handsome, must not be ugly__”. “Isn’t that the same thing ?”. “Shut up “. Malik silenced his brother. “I’m thinking, like a guy with a sense of humor, cute